ZoZo and her sidekick YoYo

So hello fair family and friends and random passersby. it's the one-fingered blogger, back atcha. I am recovering enough from my rocking chair bound new motherhood, that i have figured out how to multi-task enough to blog,do the occasional load of laundry and even feed myself! there is hope.
however my lovely infant (who i am really quite madly in love with) has got me on a string and plays me like a yo yo. we nurse and she gets so comfy that she starts to snooze (worrying her OCD mother who fears she has not eaten enough). but then I put her down and she seems to suddenly realize i am missing and cries like i have betrayed her. so i go rescue her and we nurse fo 2 minutes and she falls asleep again. mom here is still working on feeding herself and typing out this here blog 1-fingeredly. what will eventually happen is that she will wake up and want to eat again -- the big drama however will be -- Will she nurse? or will she insist that i am dry like the proverbial bloodless turnip? and we then try The Bobby (known to those in the grocery business as 'infant nursing device or just 'baby bottle').

new to the drama is that she is recovering from a somewhat high fever (102.9 at its apex) and the appetite has been skeewampus. also the bobby seems to exacerbate her cough (which indeed sounds painful) -- so she seems to only want boob juice -- from me anyway -- jeff claims he can get her to take the bobby and has, but for me she sort of spits it out and gets a grossed out look on her face and even went so far as to push it away. so here am i, fearing that she will become third-world in her nutritional status because she only wants to nurse -- the pressure is on.

so-- add to this the scary manufacturer's warning about the harm which can be done from feeding formula which has been out too long and the quantity of formula which we have discarded when we have been able to nurse, and you can begin to see why i'm feeling like a yoyo!

well it's been amazing that i've typed out this much and my lunch must be inhaled between these feeding dramas so i bid you all adieu and hope to have fotos for to post muy pronto!

p.s. thanks to all who post comments -- i haven't figured out the most elegant way to keep up conversations but I am reading! and will try to visit your respective blogs as well -- much love

heather